Novel & Cerita Zodiac Books

“I was promised a body of my own. No one came through, and I’m sick of waiting. I figured killing Luther’s mate would be the fastest way to gain control of his body.” I shrug as though it’s nothing; I wouldn’t want these people to know that I have a weakness. Right now, the only weakness I have is Luther. “Luther’s mate?” I don’t answer Mum; she’ll figure it out on her own. Oh, what fun it is to see the shock of realisation on her face. The little Omega slave is the Prince of Zidiah’s mate! The Moon Goddess has the best sense of humour. Though she’s a fucking bitch for making me wait for what she owes me.

Gianna. “How can this be?” “She marked you,” I look at my father with narrow eyes. “Once a Prince of Zidiah accepts his mate’s mark, her wolf will grow substantially. It’s the power of both Alpha and Royal blood, in which you transferred to your mate.” “Why did no one tell me this?” Luther rolls his eyes. “Jesus, Lorcan, did you never see Jenna’s wolf before we marked each other?” “I never paid any attention.” And that’s on me. I never paid much attention to anything other than myself.

The grimoire turned out to be the largest book Cassandra had ever seen, with pages made of parchment illuminated with tracery, and it was open to a page thickly covered with elegant, intricate writing. To Cassandra, it was the most beautiful handwriting she had ever seen. She felt the urge to trace her fingers over the inked pages. There were pictures of herbs, flowers, roots, and seeds. There were also diagrams and drawings of astronomy. Some of them with suns, moons, and stars, or symbols for the zodiacal constellations: two fish for Pisces, a bull for Taurus, a hunter with a crossbow for Sagittarius, and so on. Each of these had female figures arranged in two or more concentric bands. Mos

“Or the one who dies trying.” That night, Zara walked alone through the firm’s underground library. She needed air. Space. Something that didn’t smell like burnt moonlight and second guesses. The library beneath Silver & Vale was more cathedral than archive—rows of dark wood shelves, leather-bound volumes glowing faintly under golden sconces. Zara’s heels clicked softly on the marble. She pulled a dusty book on werewolf law and blood magic. A thick one. Heavy. She was flipping through a chapter on Luna prophecy when she heard footsteps.

” Sofia rose from the table and went into the other room, “Follow me.” I rose and joined her in the next room, which was packed floor to ceiling with shelves of books. “I hate to see you stuck between your word and your destiny.” She said, cryptically, placing a few musty-smelling books in my arms. “Let’s postpone your decision until you’re more sure of your own mind, shall we? Take these, look them over. They will help you understand more of how to use your magic.” I looked at the titles of the books curiously. ‘Under a Full Moon’, ‘Selene the Blessed’, ‘To Ride A Wild Hunt’, and one enigmatic tome titled ‘Panacea Obscura”.

the young woman explained. Elizabeth moved forward to take a closer look at one of the books displayed inside a showcase. It was an old book and it looked soiled. The cover of the book showed several small circles, each one depicting a form of metamorphosis. One of them particularly caught her attention. It showed a humanoid creature morphing step by step into something that looked like a phoenix. “One of these books might have an answer to where the dinosaurs actually came from,” Agatha joked.

Inside: Not yet. I began scanning the shelves. Titles of all kinds filled the aisles. My hand slid across the spines at my eye level. A hard-covered green book smelling faintly of old paper drew my attention: The Origin of Elemental Sorcery. Then another—its gold embossed symbols of the four elements shimmering under the light: A History of Ignith, Hydros, Terragaia, and Glacius. Moving to the next shelf, I spotted a worn leather-bound book, edges frayed from overuse: Hybrid Wolves with Magical Signatures. And a thin one compared to the rest: The Forbidden Transition Between Elements.

“I do love you. Even when you irritate me.” “I do nothing of the sort.” “Oh, so it’s just my imagination when you knock my things off of places and throw up on my stuff.” “Yes, that sounds about right,” he said in a smartass tone. I shook my head and kept walking. My next stop was at the planetarium on the backside of the fortress grounds. This is where the cosmic witches did all of their magic and studies. I actually enjoyed this place a lot. The cosmic witches dealt in zodiacs, horoscopes, astrology and celestial energy. It was pretty cool. I learned from spending time here that my zodiac was an Aries, which explains why I have such a strong connection with my fire element.

His eyes caught on a footnote at the bottom: See also: Fated Bonds for cases of supernatural attraction overriding species instinct. Nathan froze. The Special Section required faculty permission, but the wolf in him recognized opportunity. He waited until the librarian stepped away before slipping behind the circulation desk. The Special Section door opened with a creak that set his teeth on edge. Inside, the air smelled different—older, heavier with magic. His night vision sharpened as he scanned the shelves until he found it: Fated Bonds: When Instinct Overrides Reason. The cover felt strangely warm under his fingertips, bound in what his wolf recognized immediately as wolfskin.

Only a sharp need that made my fingers shake as I reached for the first book. I headed straight down to the back section, the one where the shelves were bent under the weight of thick and dusty books that most wolves avoided. The air here was heavier, and thicker, as if knowledge itself had weight. If there was any information about witches, especially dangerous ones like Zaira, it would be hidden somewhere in these forgotten books. The first book I pulled was useless. The Lineage of Crescent Moon Wolves. Good for understanding bloodlines maybe, but not what I needed.